|  People
are always asking me how I got started building
my POTATO EMPIRE and each time they do I throw
my head back and laugh like a crazy monkey all
hopped up on bananas and zebra meat. Why? Well
I'll tell ya.
This whole thing began late in the last century
when I was a struggling super model trying to
make ends meet between exotic photo shoots.
I was in the middle of a Swedish body massage,
which I'm sure you know involves a lot of RUBBING.
Rub Sven, Rub, Rub, Rub…rubb…rubber…Rubber
Stamps!
"Eureka!", I shouted. At that point
Sven chimed in that "you'd reek too after
all this rubbing." I assured him that I
was only expressing my excitement at hitting
upon a great idea and not commenting on his
personal hygiene (or lack thereof). But I digress…
OK, so I tend to embellish a story now and then.
Big deal. So I'm not a super model and I've
never had a Swedish body massage. A girl can
dream can't she?
Speaking of dreams, yea that's it. The idea
for Hot Potatoes came to me in a dream. Oh yea,
I remember it all now…I was in Africa,
Tanzania to be exact. I had just come off safari
and was suffering from a HUMONGO case of dysentery
(which is another story all together, actually
I wasn't "all together" for another
two months) and was under an elephant doctors'
care. The medicine prescribed for my "delicate
condition" caused me to have fitful dreams,
one of which involved a rubber tree wrapped
in velvet, dripping with fabric paint. Jacquard
fabric paint to be specific. Well, one thing
led to another and I found myself on the Carol
Duvall show claiming to be the Potato Princess
of the Ngorongoro Crater and rather than going
to the nut house I was forced to start this
stamp company. Now you know.
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